This chicken is not dead

[Ponypoor]

Well, the mares are pretty quiet about what went on.
But there were willow leaves, so. Totally justified on their part.

So, there were some old trees. One was half dead, and that dead half was gradually lowering to the ground over several weeks.
Some of it was cut up and removed before this happened, but the rest had to wait a few days.
(There was no reason to think this would be an issue btw.)

*edit. The tree was no longer falling, as all the limbs had been cut off from the stump. So this event was from one of the web of branches that had to be removed for safety, but not yet cut up and hauled out. (Sawing did not take place in presence of animals.)

I didn't get a picture of the first mare. She wasn't in as much of a predicament and I was able to guide her backwards.

(*edit. Second horse was maybe a couple hours later. Because I had gone to get a saw for the tree, and came back to this)

The filly, however... decided to step over a large downed branch. And hadn't enough room to go backwards, or forwards, or sideways.
I had to carefully pull a brittle branch away from her (in front of her front legs/chest area. Couldn't let it snap) and encourage her to move forward and make a sharp turn.

She got out okay.
I destroyed the worst branches.
The tree got sorted out soon after.

Picture is of the filly, the second horse in the story. I don't have a picture of the first mare stuck.
(This was a few years ago. They're all fine.)

What a couple of turkeys!!!!! Horses are such brats! As much as chooks!

 

[MROO]

Well, the mares are pretty quiet about what went on.
But there were willow leaves, so. Totally justified on their part.

So, there were some old trees. One was half dead, and that dead half was gradually lowering to the ground over several weeks.
Some of it was cut up and removed before this happened, but the rest had to wait a few days.
(There was no reason to think this would be an issue btw.)

*edit. The tree was no longer falling, as all the limbs had been cut off from the stump. So this event was from one of the web of branches that had to be removed for safety, but not yet cut up and hauled out. (Sawing did not take place in presence of animals.)

I didn't get a picture of the first mare. She wasn't in as much of a predicament and I was able to guide her backwards.

(*edit. Second horse was maybe a couple hours later. Because I had gone to get a saw for the tree, and came back to this)

The filly, however... decided to step over a large downed branch. And hadn't enough room to go backwards, or forwards, or sideways.
I had to carefully pull a brittle branch away from her (in front of her front legs/chest area. Couldn't let it snap) and encourage her to move forward and make a sharp turn.

She got out okay.
I destroyed the worst branches.
The tree got sorted out soon after.

Picture is of the filly, the second horse in the story. I don't have a picture of the first mare stuck.
(This was a few years ago. They're all fine.)

She's looking back with so much trust ... "You're going to fix this now, right?"

 

[Not-so Slick Chicken]

She's looking back with so much trust ... "You're going to fix this now, right?"

She does tend to get into things she shouldn't. But is fortunately calm about it, so she doesn't injure herself (or the people helping her out of her situation)

 

[janiedoe]

I had forgotten about this picture. Sadly Maggie is no longer with us and the picture is from several years ago, but she was one of the first to terrify me on a regular basis.
RIP Maggie - I am sure you are still playing dead in the sunshine wherever you are.
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I'm sorry for your loss but it seems she was an entertaining hen. I know she gave you plenty of smiles and laughter

 

[RoyalChick]

I'm sorry for your loss but it seems she was an entertaining hen. I know she gave you plenty of smiles and laughter

She really did. She was a big character and had a lot to say for herself. She didn't do so badly for a Tractor Supply RIR. She had two episodes of lash egg but recovered from both and lived until she was about four. She lived her short little life to the full and was always ready to tell everyone about her adventures.
She is the only chicken I have had who used to need alone time. She would jump the fence and go striding off on her own with me following anxiously a respectful distance behind. She would walk all around the area for about 20 minutes and then calmly walk back home.